Kris Delmhorst - Short Work Lyrics
Pinch me won't you pinch me, I think I'm stuck in some bad dreamWhere all the things I thought I know, they're not quite what they seemCause weren't you the one who pleaded, and begged for me to stay,Told me you can't live without me, and then you walked away, you madeShort work of a big dream, you madeBrown leaves out of all my summer green, you madeMincemeat out of my pride, now youreLeaving and you're even making short work of goodbyeSpare me won't you spare me, can't you spare me that routineCause there ain't nothing in that bucket gonna make this mess come cleanNo I never could forget the way you turned so coldAnd the silence that you kept, and all those lies that you told when you madeShort work of a big dream, you madeBrown leaves out of all my summer green, you madeMincemeat out of my pride, now I'mLeaving and I'm even making short work of goodbyeSo go ahead, ask me please to take you back, on your kneesYou can beg once again, say you just want to be friends,You can rage, you can cuss, throw a tantrum, make a fuss,You can cry, you can swear, go ahead, I don't care, cause you made
